Oh you guys. Early fall is my jam.
I've been especially thoughtful and introspective today--so much so that when I've tried to speak, all the words arrive jumbled and unclear. I'm really impressing my coworkers, I'll tell you what. :)
I'm not sure I'll put myself through the same humiliation here. (For me, it's always hardest to express the most vivid thoughts and feelings. Is it the same for you?) But I will say that I'm feeling so full today. FULL is a word I've resorted to over and over on this blog, because somehow HAPPY and CONTENT and THANKFUL just don't do the trick. Today, I am full. I am blessed to know what I know, I am blessed to have what I have. I could burst with the goodness I've been given--the people, the thoughts, the feasts, the faith. And skies. And trees.
And hope. Hope most of all.
Because though I am thankful for the things I have today, I have such plans. Most of them embarrass me; they're so far flung and gosh darn big. But they are mine and they are real and they are heavy. I'm happy to carry them--I'll carry them until the seasons stop changing.
I pray they never stop changing.